Author's Note

Here's the final chapter. Hope you enjoyed.

Aston, Sweet Aston

The next day, the four men awoke to the sound of thunder.

"Well, damn. Looks like rain," Terrence sighed.

"Do you hear the thunder raging in the sky?" Ozzy sang.

The others laughed.

"Ozzy, you're still a trip after all these years," Bill chuckled.

"It's who I am, Bill," Ozzy replied.

"Ain't that the truth?" Terrence said.

"What kind of shenanigans are we going to get ourselves into today?" Ozzy asked.

"Not sure. Hopefully none, but in this dimension, there's no telling. We've done everything from falling out of the sky to winning a band contest," Tony shrugged.

"I have an idea. It might work, and I think it could help us get back to England. We've been missing for three days, and the world probably thinks we're all dead," Bill said.

"What is it?" Tony asked.

"Yes, what?" Terrence added.

"Well, wasn't it a lightning bolt that got us here?" Bill asked, looking out the window as a crack of thunder went off outside.

"Are you fucking mad?" Ozzy asked, catching on to what Bill was thinking.

"Maybe a little. It's worth a shot," Bill shrugged.

"I guess you're right," Terrence said.

"You know, I think Bill is onto something here, mates!" Tony was thinking of ways to improve Bill's idea.

"Don't tell me you're having ideas too," Terrence laughed.

"I am. Remember the swirling cloud? It was like a whirlpool in the sky," Tony asked.

"Yes. It's what got us here. Are you suggesting we go in the rain just to find a spinning cloud to zap us back home?" Terrence asked.

"I've done crazier shit in my day. I bit a bat's head off, I snorted fire ants, I also bit a dove's head off, I did drugs of all kinds, how in the fuck am I still alive?" Ozzy rambled.

"I don't know, but we're glad to have you back," Tony retorted.

"Glad to be back. 36 years. That was the timespan between Never Say Die and 13. Long motherfucking time, I might add," Ozzy chuckled.

"I still can't believe Ronnie died 4 years ago," Tony added.

"That was a sad loss for the Sabbath family," Terrence nodded.

"Let's try the lightning thing," Bill cut in, so the reminiscences would stop.

"Alright," Ozzy said, and the men followed Bill outside.

It was pouring rain when they got outside.

"I HOPE YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE DOING!" Ozzy shouted over the wind.

"WOULD YOU BE SURPRISED IF I SAID NO?" Bill replied.

"NOT REALLY!" Ozzy shrugged.

"THERE'S NO SIGN OF ANY SWIRLING CLOUDS!" Terrence sighed.

"IT'S LIKE HURRICANE FORCE WINDS OUT HERE!" Tony laughed.

"WAIT! I THINK I SEE ONE!" Bill shouted, pointing to the sky.

"I SEE IT TOO, NOW WE HAVE TO WAIT FOR LIGHTNING!" Terrence shouted.

BOOM!, a bolt of lightning came down just in front of the four men. The blast knocked them down, and out.

Tony wakes up first.

"Oi, I remember it feeling less painful the first time," he muttered to himself.

Terrence and Bill both sat up simultaneously.

"Well, that was fun," Bill laughed.

"You're a bloody nutcase, mate," Terrence grinned.

"Someone wake up Ozzy," Tony said.

"Alright," Bill replied, and he slapped the shit out of him.

"I'M UP!" Ozzy shouted.

"Sorry. Well, it's good to be back home," Bill shrugged.

"Aston, sweet Aston," Terrence said.

"I wonder how Sharon's gonna react when she sees you alive after being missing for three days?" Tony joked.

"She'll probably kick his ass, and ask him where he's been," Bill said.

"Wouldn't surprise me," Tony laughed.

"I'll deal with it when the time comes," Ozzy replied.

"Well, gentlemen, it's been a hell of a journey, but I'm ready to go home. I'll be seeing you all around," Tony said.

"Where are you going?" Bill asked.

"To get my guitar, if no one's stolen it," Tony answered.

"Shit, that reminds me. I'll tag along. Hopefully, my bass is still there," Terrence frantically jogged to catch up to Tony.

"I still have to pack up my drumset," Bill remembered, and he went back to catch up with Tony and Terrence.

"GOOD LUCK, MATES! I'M GOING TO SEE IF I CAN GET A FLIGHT BACK TO LOS ANGELES!" Ozzy called, waving goodbye to his friends.

"WE'LL SEE YOU AROUND, OZZY!" the others called back.

The three men who went back to the stage found their instruments surprisingly untouched, and unscathed.

"Well, now the world knows we're alive. There's no way what just happened was unnoticed," Bill laughed.

"Glad your idea worked, Bill. Some brain cells are still alive in there after all," Terrence joked.

"Oh, bollocks. You smoked about as many joints as Ozzy did back in the day. You used to be baked like cake," Bill retorted.

"Wake and bake," Tony chuckled.

"Glad we don't do that anymore," Bill said.

"Us too," Terrence and Tony replied.

Ozzy had finally gotten a flight back to Beverly Hills. He was ready to see Sharon.

When he got home, unlocked the door and walked inside, Sharon was making breakfast.

"SHARON! I'm home!" Ozzy called.

"OZZY?! Where have you been? Everyone thought you had died," Sharon playfully slapped him and gave him a hug.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Ozzy laughed.

"Try me," Sharon retorted.

"When the lightning bolt struck the stage, it teleported me and the band into this strange world with multi-colored people. There were green people, purple people, talking fucking dogs, it was a damned mess. We got struck by another lightning bolt today, which is how we got home," Ozzy explained.

"That does sound unbelievable," Sharon chuckled.

"I've been sober for thirteen years, so it wasn't drugs," Ozzy promised.

"I've heard crazier things," Sharon hugged Ozzy again, happy to see he was still in one crazy, 65-year-old, piece.

THE END!